Paper-folding artist: Start by making a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

The illusory mountain of swords continues to expand.

A few minutes.

The height of the knife mountain has exceeded the roof of the paper-making shop.

It’s over a hundred meters high!

"This...what is this!"

Zhang Tianhou walked out of the paper-making shop, looked up at the cold blades on the mountain of knives, his face filled with horror.

Although it was just an illusion, he could still feel the horror of the mountain of swords!

The ghost slave standing by was so terrified that he couldn't even speak.

He could sense it.

This mountain of swords is Su Changsheng’s means of dealing with him!

At this moment he had only one thought.

Even if my soul is scattered.

You must never climb this mountain of knives!

When the phantom of the knife mountain rose to a height of about two hundred meters.

Su Changsheng stopped.

It's just a punishment for a dead soul, there's no need to expand too much.

"Get up!"

Su Changsheng chuckled.

A suction force came from the mountain of swords.

Suck up the angry ghost souls!

The moment the angry ghost landed on the mountain of knives, his feet were pierced directly by the tips of the knives!

Severe pain struck.

Even though he had his legs cut off in battle before, the pain was not even one-tenth of what he was feeling now!

The ghost slaves' eyes were about to burst, and the dead souls were constantly trembling, on the verge of collapse!

"Are you going to die?"

The ghost slave felt the dead soul on the verge of collapse, and a look of relief and joy appeared in his eyes.

hum~

Before the ghost slave could be happy for a while, a stream of dark energy surged out from the mountain of swords.

Surround him.

The dead soul that was on the verge of collapse instantly became stable and solid under the nourishment of this Yin energy!

The ghost slave's face suddenly widened, his eyes filled with fear!

at this time.

He just realized it.

On this mountain of swords, even death has become a luxury for him!

"I will never climb up even a single step. If you have the guts, kill me!"

The ghost slave turned his back to the mountain of swords and roared at Su Changsheng.

"Whether to climb or not, your words don't count."

Su Changsheng sneered.

If the dead soul doesn’t want to climb, then it won’t climb.

Where would the underworld put its face?

As Su Changsheng finished speaking.

A powerful suction force suddenly came from the top of the mountain!

Without any precautions.

The ghost slave fell down and lay on the mountain of knives!

The whole body was instantly pierced by countless knife tips!

Like a hedgehog with its hair standing on end!

and.

Under the influence of that suction.

The ghost slave climbed to the top of the mountain uncontrollably.

In this process.

The dead souls were cut into strips by the blade!

Under the nourishment of that yin energy.

Even the ghost slaves and dead souls suffered such severe trauma.

Still not scared to death!

And there is no such thing as a soul in a coma.

The ghost slave could only roar continuously and endure the severe pain!

Even Zhang Tianhou, the director of the Supernatural Bureau.

After seeing this.

I couldn't help but turn my head to the side.

It’s so scary!

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"Please let me go..."

The ghost slave only lasted three breaths before he quickly begged for mercy.

Before joining the Ghost Slave Organization.

All ghost slaves have been warned by the higher-ups.

Anyone who dares to betray the Ghost Slave Organization will end up with his soul torn to pieces!

only.

Compared with this punishment.

Being scared to death is a blessing!

He wished that the top leaders of the Ghost Slave would show up right now and scare him to death!

"What were you doing so early? Let's talk after we finish climbing."

Su Changsheng remained indifferent when the ghost slave begged for mercy.

Go up when you want to go up, go down when you want to go down.

Do you think the mountain of swords and hell is your home?

"I!"

The ghost slave glared at Su Changsheng, wanting to curse but stopping himself.

If he makes Su Changsheng unhappy, he might make him climb on a mountain of knives for a whole day.

The ghost slave knew that there was no way to escape, so he could only force himself to stand up.

Use hands and feet together.

Climb the towering mountain of swords!

Every time he climbed a step up.

The cuts on your hands and feet will heal instantly with the nourishment of Yin Qi.

And then he was pierced by the tip of the knife again!

However, having your hands and feet pierced is better than having your soul torn apart.

The distance up and down is only four hundred meters.

It took the ghost half a day to finish climbing.

When the ghost slave returned to Su Changsheng again.

Although the dead soul was solid, its expression was extremely haggard.

"My Lord, I have finished my crawl."

The ghost slave walked up to Su Changsheng and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Be as humble as possible.

There is no longer any of the arrogance as before!

He is still not afraid of dying.

I'm afraid Su Changsheng...

"Tell me, who is secretly supporting you ghost slaves?"

Su Changsheng sat on the chair and asked lightly.

Facing Su Changsheng's questioning, Gui Nu didn't dare to hide anything.

He told all the inside information in one go.

The ghost slaves are spread all over the world.

And factions are divided by nationality.

These ten ghost slaves are just a branch of the ghost slaves of Xia Kingdom.

When ten ghost slaves were ordered to come to Yangcheng.

The leader of the ghost slaves of Xia State threatened several wealthy businessmen in Yangcheng to provide shelter for these ten ghost slaves.

It is also because of the actions of those wealthy businessmen.

So before the Ghost Festival, Zhang Tianhou checked Yangcheng more than ten times.

These ghost slaves were not found either!

"Impossible! Those wealthy businessmen only need to report the matter to the Supernatural Bureau, and we can guarantee their personal safety. How could they be threatened by your ghost slaves!"

After listening to Gui Nu's answer, Zhang Tianhou found a loophole and immediately refuted and questioned him.

As an official organization, it would be easy for the Supernatural Bureau to shelter a few humans.

"If I say that our leader serves a ghost king, can your Supernatural Bureau still guarantee the safety of those wealthy businessmen?"

The ghost slave looked up at Zhang Tianhou and spoke directly.

If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!

Everyone was in dead silence!

No one expected to get such shocking news!

After Zhang Tianhou learned the news, a chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

If the leader of the ghost slave clan serves a ghost king.

That means waiting until the entrance to the ghost den is completely opened.

A ghost king will definitely appear in the territory of Xia State!

This news concerns the survival of the Xia Kingdom and must be reported as soon as possible!

Su Changsheng also fell into deep thought.

I was wondering what kind of reward I would get from killing the Ghost King...

"Mr. Su, I must report this news first, so I'll take my leave now!"

After Zhang Tianhou finished speaking, he led his men away in a hurry.

However, he stopped before he walked ten meters.

"Mr. Su, can we borrow that mountain of swords when we interrogate prisoners in the Paranormal Bureau in the future?"

"Of course, we won't use it for free. You can ask for anything you want. As long as it's within my authority, I'll agree to it."

Zhang Tianhou turned around and looked at Su Changsheng's back and asked in a low voice.

Most of the criminals who deal with the Paranormal Bureau are brutal and cruel.

Ordinary punishments are of no use to them.

but.

When he saw the ghost slave walking through the mountain of swords, he became so honest.

The idea of ​​renting a mountain of knives came to my mind.

From now on, no matter who the prisoner is, just throw him onto the mountain of knives.

Guaranteed to be honest!

"I only take in dead people."

Su Changsheng said without turning his head.

"Then Mr. Su, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be leaving first."

Zhang Tianhou smiled awkwardly, then left with his men.